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Some nights, I bolt and sleep in the carFrom the hood, talk at your face in the starsI tell you versions of everythingWe share a smoke in the darkI need you c-c-c-closer, Little BulldozerWake up - I'm nowhere, drifting dead(Keep inching forward you better find her)I'm shot, I'm scratching snakes in my skin (I want a fistfight, a cheap reminder) I'm always answering everything"When can I see you again?"My little mischievous everythingMy little shot in the dark(I thought she wasn't comingAlmost gave up on waitingSo certain of disasterI almost didn't ask herBut I did.) From Letras Mania